Ah, I love this. Buster Bunny holding a toy of himself. Similar to the one I used to have (and abuse) when I first hit puberty.
Buster’s expression is excellent. It’s like he’s saying, “Go on, buy a sex toy of me.”
AnonymousJesus, a hostage situation where I work, ongoing right now! This just happens to be my day off. “Holy Shit!” is the link
Love of Buster Bunny, and the fear of castration:
It’s so cool watching Tiny Toon Adventures again. Buster Bunny was one the first cartoon animals that I became utterly obsessed with. Excuse crummy quality.
When I was about 11 years old I’d tape and watch the show. If I saw something that looked good (like Buster in a cute pose or something) then I’d pause the tape and go through it frame by frame.
One day I saw in a shop window, a stuffed Buster Bunny, and I begged my mom to get it for me. She did, and I was so emotional over getting him that I actually cried.
At night I used to put my dick between his legs and just squeeze. I was only 11 at the time, and I didn’t know about sex or masturbation. I had no idea what I was doing. All I knew is that it felt really good, and doing that with him made me form a very close bond with him.
Throughout much of my childhood I lived in fear because of very strict (although well-meaning) parents. I looked so forward to my nights with Buster because he was the only person that I didn’t have to be afraid of. Plus he’s hot! What we did at night was our little secret. I feared that if my parents discovered what I was doing with him that they’d cut off my penis and take Buster away.
That might sound irrational, but when you’re a small, naive child in a very strict home, it’s something that you think could happen.
So I grew extremely close to Buster. I loved him then and I still do now.
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Might be a bit hard to make out as it’s from shit quality video - Bert Raccoon stepping onto an alligator in order to cross some water.
Lucky, alligator, he gets to have a nice whiff of Bert’s yummy looking little toes. He should take advantage and flick out his tongue, just to get a small taste
Whenever I watch the Raccoons, sometimes I get very drawn to Ralph Raccoon’s feet. I love how he’s struggling with his binoculars, and the cute way his feet are twisting. I would love to give him a long foot massage.
I’d make sure it was a very special one that he wouldn’t soon forget
He looks so sad, stuck in his little prison. I wouldn’t mind being stuck in a tiny cage with him for an hour or two. It’s gotta be small enough that no matter which way either of us maneuver our bodies are always rubbing against eachother. I think I’d take advantage of the situation.
Gotta be careful though, Perry knows how to fight!
